Loving you broke me down. I willingly and eagerly gave you my heart, and you crumpled it up like a piece of paper, pressing my love into the palms of your hands without a care in the world. You tore off a piece and kept it before you tossed the rest carelessly back in my direction. My heart will never be whole again.
But what kills me is that I will still always choose you.
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Quotes & Poems
PoetryYou know when you don't have any words of your own? Use someone else's. Quotes and Poems express feelings when we are unable to speak.
